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tunneling
03:41
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I have no location left to drive to
I'm a veteran of the easter egg hunt
mind's eyelid getting heavier
one-dimensionality into retirement
it's taking forever
it's taking forever
it's taking forever
forever again
you put it together
you put it together
you put it together
now it's powder again
know all the side doors and the underpasses
every name in the address book and have it on tap
dump out the bureau, find the hot potato
you toss it right out and not into the bag
it's taking forever
it's taking forever
it's taking forever
forever again
you put it together
you put it together
you put it together
now it's powder again
digging a hole in the infinite bedrock
sifting for gold in the matterless debris
oh what infrastructure and what catapult
and what elaborate machine could ever get it to me?
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2. |
the housefly effect
05:12
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coursing the floors
looking for strangers
white sunbathed interiors to flick a marble at
subtract me and see how many meters you stray
subtract me and see how many meters you stray
all those souls could be brimming
harder than I ever have
if you really knew who they were
you would glow at who's in your personal space
and you would count all the objects
that your energy has touched
and you would sit back with satisfaction
as you watch the long chain pulse
through six degrees upon six degrees
you know something that they don't
that your power is behind the scenes
they're all worth stars, you keep them afloat
release your brake
and watch them inch
into a new position you opened up yourself
now take that maneuver and extend it
simpler than a trick
pick a favorite or multiple
and make them move, take a piece of you with them
to flick a marble at
and shuffle it all up
flowering far from this white sunbathed interior
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3. |
slow innovation
02:15
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seriousness applied to things increasingly trite
it takes discipline, acute concentration
to forget what the point is
outcomes without process, stamina minus caprice
is it a surprise the bulk of our wisdom's
concentrated in children?
all this to tell and not show
I wish we had the curiosity of insects who didn't worry about the swatter
(worry about the line)
(speed and accuracy, phobia of restarting)
serious guys will do cartwheels
to make it known their bug spray kills,
hush on all the extra casualties
they simply forget to mention
your job is done, your impact
is too profound to walk back
of course when you're not the one on the line
I guess you're not into design
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4. |
ywiqer
03:22
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eyes on light brite pegs
fingers stuck in cd holes
I welcome outside in
I don't have to leave my room
a lamp for nutrition
it's a simple soft brick world
explorer of small space
blackened glitter scavenger
I see three only see three colors
rain from the lightbulbs, barter with the monsters
there's no pressure when you've got no cable
and only one number to dial
this blind box is bright and gaudy
wonder how many there could be
distributed across the neighborhood
an unrelatable friend who you will never meet
sheltered from the art that life imitates
nullified for the sake of saving too much face
and when I'm full grown I'll lunge halfway
through the pet door clawing for the floor
muscles atrophied, it's a finished game
every perfect day's a stab
every perfect day's a scab
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5. |
dim
03:54
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there's entertainment value in this gross packed ride
there's a buzz in leaning half of you past the edge
maybe I look too hard before leaping
better do this job right
maybe it's already done, already done
I sail long and far on a winged armchair ride
a never really present tourist peering from one eye
maybe this tradition needs to retire
maybe it's more urgent than we think
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6. |
magmatic
05:39
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repair lives in your neighborhood
before your building even collapses
good taste in boredom and wordlessness
good for cracking shell, drill down
repair takes all the same buses
did you know you crossed paths a few times?
watching time stop amateurishly
but can't wait till your alarm goes off in ten
and listen to it ring through me
don't know how to pick up or put down
now i hate myself for being so lucky
glare at my reflection, wish that could be me
hurtling on such little fuel that a breakdown is nearly impossible
now as I sift, neck deep, through the windfall
every rule I wanted broken is broken finally
twice saturated from the other day
and I still drink the triumph, let it flatten me
do we redraw the space around ourselves, or stay undeserving?
is it repetition, is it cautiousness that brings such deserving?
in a vehicle to the reddest zone
the relieving fall through comfortable unknown
siphon from me, make fully pure
things I don't think about anymore
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7. |
trivia
04:25
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glad to be in touch
shut the door behind you, do not cling to that fresh air
it won't do you any service
soon you'll learn what I call fun
just like I learned I was no fun at all
you're no guest when I'm the kid in your gallery
and curiosity damages all that it touches, touches
don't need to tell me how my house should look like
the furniture is grinding its teeth away
you should find a different hobby
try to put a little work into your play
what's wrong with sitting and talking
when silence comes it'll be what it'll be
I didn't grow up with many toys to fidget
enough squirming, I've poured you all my tea
a competition for the title of fiercest
killjoy, knock yourself out, bounce off the walls
do you pretend to sleep, do you knock tutelage
on the carpet when boredom calls
(dare to stay intact)
entertainment is just an extension of
the enjoyment you’re too used to, but
the true discoverer with a dynamic mind
can make the most of the objects in the room
(time to walk you back)
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8. |
space bastardization
03:26
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9. |
debt
03:20
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I've been in high school for a decade
and it's been a while since I have learned anything
I'm a swollen sack of potential
but they won't let me go
if you don't want to babysit the invalid
then why don't you leave and get a drink
let the fear of second hand growing pains dissolve
either way I'll forget to shut the faucet, or mAyBe LoSe My WaLlEt...
life simply doesn't start till you start missing all your marks
if I risk more, leech less, derail, then you'll get it
could you please lose track, kick back
kick me out
I wanna flounder, fry, get in debt, then I'll get it
could you please lose track, kick back
kick me out
when you sleep, you're recovering
from all the mental cardio
that one must do in a day to spoil a duckling
don't you wish you were having
the useless dreams that I'm having
they can't train my mind to prepare for the real world I'll never know
if I risk more, leech less, derail, then you'll get it
could you please lose track, kick back
kick me out
I wanna flounder, fry, get in debt, then I'll get it
could you please lose track, kick back
kick me out
oh, do it now...
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10. |
axes
04:47
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space axis not so slick today
stunt after stunt from the delay
so the time axis is what we'll be riding
missed connections with dream-crocheted futures
we’re coming back for them
you had a life then, but what, were you doing with it?
turn the moment counterfactual
if your memory won't fray, part of your shadow
then why not take it as a gift, take it
we don't always have to be moving on
we don't have to wrinkle while plastics stay young
'cause even kids lost in commercial trances,
there’s something in it for them
study it through one more time
get on the boomerang and glide
whenever the traffic slows, I'm glued to the back window
with my lens chasing heat through the glass
some passengers stagnate, others steal a couple years of life
pocket it before the change of the light
take it
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